Ruff Ryders - The Great - Featuring Dmx Lyrics
[dmx]WoohCome onWoohUh, uh, woohCome onWoohUh, uh uhMan, I hear you niggas talkinButchoo walkin the wrong way to really mean itI done heard it, I done seen it, dont get caught up in between itIts a dark road you walkin on, same street that I be stalkin onSuppose to be quiet, but you keep talkin onNow ya mouth got you in some shitSo we gon let everybody see your gangsta ass get smaked like a *****Guess Ill remind yall niggas, I can find yall niggasClick click, whats up, walk up right behind yall niggasOnce the four four hitchaYou aint going no where but out the door on a stretchaBoy, ima getchaWet yall niggas up like a poolcuz I done told you, yall gon make me lose my coolYo knock get the glock, these ***** niggas is actinMaking movies, well make a movie about this shit after is happenedAll that yappin, that them niggas is gettin away withTake it easy my friend, let em know, dog aint to be played withChorus: dmxA nigga gotta take a girl with the backIm *****in with the hood and Im backI wish you understood why Im backIt would take a lotta pressure off my backA nigga gotta take a girl with the backIm *****in with the hood and Im backI wish you understood why Im backIt would take a lotta pressure off my back[dmx]Uh, uh, uhMost of these hard rocks turn out to be soft as wet dog shitTalkin shit, but when the fog spits, dog they all splitThen all hit the ground around the same timeIn the same frame of mind, ? thangs up in the nine?Left them *****es blind, hit em up from behindYeah, thats how you do thatAnd he had such a good head up on his shoulders, but I blew that***** you black, you new cats dont know somethin importantYou die quick *****in with my shit, and my shits extortinHouse rules, when I speak, yall niggas listenI drop jewels that yall cats cant afford to keep missinDrinkin ? ? ? fueled by drugsShits about to get real outta hand dog, betta get ya man dogRap shit comes second, ima show you what a robber doMention ice one more time and Im robbin youTie you up for a week starvin youBeatin the shit outta you everday, cuz yo, these niggas gotta payChorus[dmx]Uh, uh, uhDog it aint no secret bout how its going down once I put on the pressureIt aint nothing but another nigga put on a stretcherWith a blanket over his face, take him to the morgue with the wastecuz he was in the wrong place at the wrong timeSo I gave it to him in his chestIn his throat, in his head, in his back, through his vest, yesAint a whole lot to braking a nigga down fastThey call me black cuz thats how Im gon be on that assYall ***** niggas think yall sweetBut aint a *****in thing going down til I eatSo can I beef? you betta while you still got teethcuz they about to get knocked out, hopped outOn that ass with a blast thatll make ya shit drop outPopped out, through a you know whatCuz you know why, and you know myMother*****in name up in this gameAnd *****, you know iWill never be crossed flippin, but on some east coast termsNew york niggas do, ***** the permsChorus
